User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-4677325-20190802065718/@comment-39940417-20190803061326

Auzre lowered his eyes.

"So do I, mate, so do I... But I'm not sure about this 'un. I just don't know." The otter cast his eyes over the deceptive peace of evening Mossflower, noticing a beautiful bird twisting and diving over the woods. Still he watched as a black-fletched arrow arced upwards, taking the bird through the chest. The sparrow's carcass tumbled to the ground.